i'm hip hop's lost love from when we first met/
long and forgotten but not in the dirt yet/
i merk sets trying to come between us/
the underground died n came back, musical jesus/
lyrical genius...sentences of the chozen1/
bars like a jail cell, like a convict...stay holdin some/

gifted i'm Top of the class, pants at a sag
coughin up body bags reakin of dro..
i'ma sleep in til fo, had a helluva weekend, wit a hoe
aint do nothin but smoke and freakin...
half rican black wit a tan, pick up the slang that i'm speakin
if i, put a delay in the proceedings you readin...lil bit deeper
got a mind of a thinker, tarnished from bars spent..nights as a drinker
gun blow mutumbo, wit a wave of the finger i'm bent...

My flows are original and tighter than a zip lock
Im the next nigga to blow in the west for hip hop
I got the straight gangsta style, and I carry the four fith
I'll make you wanna change ya style, when you hear Torr spit
my words just flow yo, I never force it
Niggaz never wanna battle, they always just forfeit

i keep it movin like workers in a factory
niggas hatn thinking of how to get back at me
for what actually they don't like what i represent
a cool cat votin obama to be the next president
when is it ever good to keep a black man down
never since it's always good to keep a black man around

...Yo, they say niggaz are curupt and a problem to society
well niggaz aint just black, niggaz are a whole variety
Niggaz is straight vatos shit Niggaz is asian
Niggaz is eskimos and niggaz is caucasian
a racial invasion is what this election is based in
Bush is hatin, cuz a nigga fits the equation

well versed in street politics its time for a change
graduated from 3 colleges speak knowledge for the sane
abstain from the flesh just listen to the soul
all the focus on the youth no provision for the old
check the polls what are we striving for?
lying for money all the while denying the poor

politics deny the hood acknowledgment
but if you play ball heres a scholarship
so non athletes makin moves faster than track meets
buisness on back streets ready to clap heat
so if you ask me where the economy stands
im jus a grain of salt in 2 rich hands

with no fiddles to season with
used when seen fit, to keep things rich
think about it
with out getting to deep in this subject
gas prices are higher than a bank robbery suspect
playoffs seem rigged , i mean damn! whats next?

Get cash out the ass, make it stack like giraffes
Let our necks stay erect, what the fuck did you expect?
Here's the most lethal flow you can inject in ya veins
More on point than the needle that gets you wetter than rain
Expect the insane to escape from asylums
Please get them on track, I'll drive the train to remind 'em

uh, nevermind'em
i'ma put this shit down for ya cornea's pleasure
cuz since i left this thread it's been corny as ever
i'm morbid and clever, get it on with whoever
i'll "show yall how to fuckin do it" like porn directin
i'm back! wit fly raps to hi-jack the cipher
you like actin hyper? you'll lie flat from my writin
holla if you think you know a guy rappin thats nicer
i'll melt his ass quicker than ice packs in a geyser....

yeah my chedda right
net rhymin that's tight
similar to vagina linin of celibate dykes
you a delicate tyke
I was in Hell with a mic 'fore you could spell or could type
i excel in elegant flights over eloquent heights...
plenty wise, my wisdom's vision has eleven eyes
pathetic guys, not on my level, you can never rise

Take heed to the words of the God, worship my bars
search hard, i'm the hottest from the earth to the stars
you could even find my face on the surface of mars
get burned and charred, never to emerge from the tar
merkin you all,
nobodies safe i got my crosshairs locked into place
you'll get popped in the face
wanna give boxin a taste?
knock u out ya socks and ya B'apes
send you flyin like a rocket to space
Niggaz got a problem Houston
and thats the God,
holla back when you got solutions...
till then i'ma terrorist beast
like America, i'm tearin shit up there won't ever be peace
a Monsta, on a constant conquest to conquer
accomplish Ghengis Khan concepts with crons from Contra
i go Commando on Sambos, armed like john Rambo
unload ammo then swing like Ron Santo....fuck